The Book: I Wish Daddy Didn't Drink So Much
Here's a little snippet from this gem:
“For Christmas, Daddy made me a sled. He brought it to my room on Christmas Eve. I knew it was only Daddy in a Santa Suit because he bumped into my bed twice and spilled beer on the rug.”
Oh, that's classic.
Now, if I were an alcoholic, would I really read this book to my kid? Only after downing a bottle of Grey Goose vodka!
